Okay.... Now he was all close to her and up in her personal space and... Oh gods, she was half-cuddling with James Dean. "Um..." She couldn't remember her words for a moment. "It's... stupid. I mean... Whatever." Chris was stupid. Or. Well. Not really but Aimon was confusing her.
Went a little crazy? Dorcas worried her lip ring then bumped Aimon's arm gently, "It's okay. Sometimes I think people just aren't meant to meet up again. Sometimes things in the past need to stay there and you need to focus on your future."
Hm, he wanted to know about her sisters did he? That was possibly not a very good idea... And then his arm was around her. Her heart sped up to a quick, mighty drumbeat of a pound. For a moment, she tensed and started to panic. Then she realized she was being stupid and leaned against him. "Um... Well. Oh. Um. Sisters. Lyssa. Mad rage, rabies, frenzy. And the Kindly Ones. The avengers with whips of scorpions. They're good girls. Nice girls." Her voice sounded strained like that was a huge lie and it was. But you didn't insult the Erinyes.
"I'm supposed to be showing you stars," she muttered, peering up into the night sky. Then she lifted her hand and started drawing along the stars. A bright blue light followed her finger, "Okay. Ursa Major, right? Only it didn't used to be a stick figure. It used to go like this." She drew some more until the perfect picture of a bear was there. "Lots of stars have died since I was first born."